A small bud of hope, but a possibility nonetheless!
Because that was one person who didn't shiver at the mention of Xavier!
His review didn't even include the fact that he'd endured three days' worth of compressed training!
The golden boy before her, practically shining with a dazzling aura, didn't complain once about how Xavier liked to limit his words to mere fragments!
And what did she think about this?
Glorious.
Oh, so glorious.
The mother of the boy who had terrorized Imperial tutors with monosyllables and icy stares wanted to declare a holiday.
Someone actually said the words "good personality," and while she hadn't been able to raise Xavier for most of his life, the fact that someone, anyone, could see him like this… didn't it mean she had fulfilled a lifelong goal?
Couldn't she die in peace now, knowing that despite every hardship, her son had grown into someone who could actually be described with that phrase?
One less regret!
One less mountain on her chest!
